To go or not to go, that is the question
Aug. 16th, 2010 09:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
firefly124So, I was all excited when Borders sent me the notice that Dave Mustaine* would be signing his autobiography today. Sadly, it turns out he is doing this in Milford, which is about 2 hrs away. Hence, I'd have to hit the road in something like fifteen minutes to get there at the supposed start, never mind that there's probably already a damn line.
Why was I excited? Not for myself, actually. Patsfan's birthday is coming up on Thursday. (Yes, my husband shares a birthday with President Clinton and Ianto Jones.) I have got no really good ideas for a gift for him. He's an iffy Metallica fan and really not that into Megadeth, but he is very into having signed rock/metal memorabilia. (Seriously, our living room looks like a good start on a local Hard Rock branch.) So when I thought it was going to be my local Borders, I was all excited. Not an ideal gift, perhaps, but something he'd at least appreciate having.
Now, I'm less into it. Milford? That's the whole day shot, basically, if I do it, which would be a step worse than waiting an hour or so in the cold November rain in Liverpool for an autograph by and photo with Gary Moore, who Patsfan is at least a major fan of, even if he did go off and fetch the car rather than wait in line with me. I vaguely remember swearing never to do that again and informing him he could collect his own damned autographs in the future. (Note: I like Gary Moore's music. I had no particular interest in getting a program signed or taking an incredibly goofy pic with him other than we'd flown over there goddammit and I wasn't going to listen to Patsfan bitch for years to come that he hadn't managed either of those things. Now, instead, he gets to listen to me bitch that I did it for him, I suppose.) Granted, that was eight years ago, but it's the principle of the thing.
So, yeah, with eight minutes left before I'd have to leave, I guess I'm not going. No point to buying it at the local store either, as he's not likely to be interested in an unsigned copy at all. Damn. Now I need another idea.
*Dave Mustaine one of the founding members of Metallica who went on to Megadeth after Metallica kicked him out for his drinking and drugging, and yes, you have to be seriously messed up for that to happen.
Why was I excited? Not for myself, actually. Patsfan's birthday is coming up on Thursday. (Yes, my husband shares a birthday with President Clinton and Ianto Jones.) I have got no really good ideas for a gift for him. He's an iffy Metallica fan and really not that into Megadeth, but he is very into having signed rock/metal memorabilia. (Seriously, our living room looks like a good start on a local Hard Rock branch.) So when I thought it was going to be my local Borders, I was all excited. Not an ideal gift, perhaps, but something he'd at least appreciate having.
Now, I'm less into it. Milford? That's the whole day shot, basically, if I do it, which would be a step worse than waiting an hour or so in the cold November rain in Liverpool for an autograph by and photo with Gary Moore, who Patsfan is at least a major fan of, even if he did go off and fetch the car rather than wait in line with me. I vaguely remember swearing never to do that again and informing him he could collect his own damned autographs in the future. (Note: I like Gary Moore's music. I had no particular interest in getting a program signed or taking an incredibly goofy pic with him other than we'd flown over there goddammit and I wasn't going to listen to Patsfan bitch for years to come that he hadn't managed either of those things. Now, instead, he gets to listen to me bitch that I did it for him, I suppose.) Granted, that was eight years ago, but it's the principle of the thing.
So, yeah, with eight minutes left before I'd have to leave, I guess I'm not going. No point to buying it at the local store either, as he's not likely to be interested in an unsigned copy at all. Damn. Now I need another idea.
*Dave Mustaine one of the founding members of Metallica who went on to Megadeth after Metallica kicked him out for his drinking and drugging, and yes, you have to be seriously messed up for that to happen.
